Chapter 5 — Demon Lord Gives Me A Place To Live

The Demon General silently advanced, pulling Phuong Thanh Han whose entire body was limp. The moment the electric door closed behind me, I finally couldn't stand it anymore. I grabbed the edge of the table and slowly slid down to sit on the ground. I didn't cry, I just felt like I had just suddenly finished solving an extremely important matter and suddenly felt exhausted. A pair of strong hands suddenly reached out from behind, directly lifting the person off the ground. I don't know when Viem Chieu arrived. He hugged me and put me on the bed, then squatted in front of me, looking up at me. "If you're uncomfortable, just cry a little. This person won't laugh at you." I was silent for a long time, then shook my head. "No, I don't want to cry." Viem Chieu stared at me for a moment, then suddenly pulled me into his arms. His chest is large and warm, for some reason it makes me feel extremely secure. I didn't push him away. …… After returning to the fairy gate, Phuong Thanh Han became seriously ill. After recovering from the illness, the person's personality completely changes. Phuong Thanh Han, who used to be cold and calm, not letting anything bother him, has disappeared, replaced by a crazy person who often sits alone on a high platform in the middle of the night, staring blankly at the moon. He no longer managed the sect's affairs, no longer taught his disciples to practice, locked himself in his study all day, talking to a wall. I heard that sometimes people will suddenly burst into tears, crying like a child. Not long after, I heard that Ung Hoai made a mistake while refining a certain type of medicinal pill. The pill furnace exploded, destroying more than half of the medicine jar, and he himself was seriously injured. Some people said this was very strange, some people intentionally harmed him. Some people also say it was just an accident. Everyone gossiped, no one knew what was the truth. I have no interest in knowing the truth. I only know that the poisons he once gave me, eventually returned to him in a different way. …… Spring and autumn have come, and I have lived in the Demon World for a full year. During this year, our body is taken care of very well, and the things of our previous lives are gradually let go. The jobs that Viem Chieu arranged for me were not many, mostly just helping him handle some light documents. I gradually discovered that the cruel and cruel Demon Venerable in the eyes of outsiders was actually an extremely interesting person in private. He criticized my handwriting for being ugly, so he waved his pen like a dragon and a phoenix and wrote a line of words, then proudly asked: "What, isn't the writing power amazing?" I pouted. "You've lived more than a thousand years longer than me, so it's normal to have a little more beautiful handwriting." He angrily said: "Is this just a little more beautiful?! You look, this thing is a ghost drawing charms, this thing is also a ghost drawing charms, this, this, are all ghost drawings." talisman!” I rolled my eyes. “Such an exaggeration, how can I have even half of the Demon Venerable's temperament?” He laughed loudly. “I am the Demon Venerable myself. Whatever temperament I have, it is considered the Demon Venerable's temperament.” Forget it. No matter what you say, you can't win against him. I don't pay attention to him anymore, just focus on my work. His official duties were finished, he lazily lay down next to me, placing the book over his face. "Sleep for a while. When you want to go out for a walk, call me up." I suddenly realized something was wrong. We've been living together like this... how long has it been? It seems that since I moved here, he and I somehow quickly became close, gradually no longer distinguishing between superiors and subordinates. Living together like this, not to mention being old friends for many years, even if they are lovers who have been together for many years, joking and flirting, I'm afraid it will only reach this level. I quickly pulled him up to sit up. I'm serious

said: "Lord Demon Lord, I don't think this is very appropriate." Viem Chieu was pulled by me, the book covering his face fell to the ground with a "pop". He half-opened his eyes, his red-gold eyes lazily glanced over. "What's wrong?" "Now that I'm living under your protection, I should be more afraid of you." "Um... Seriously, we can be considered kings and subjects? Master and servant? In short, from tomorrow, I will respect you..." Before I could finish, he lost his patience and grabbed my hair, fiercely kissing me on the lips. "Master Demon Lord, Lord Demon Lord. Why do you keep opening your mouth?" Lord Demon Lord again?" "My subjects are not lacking, there are many servants. You don't need to rush to accept those identities." "If you don't want to admit to our relationship, I can continue to pretend to be naive with you. But if you just don't dare to admit it, then I'll tell you more clearly. Since the day I brought you back, I've always had illicit intentions." Me: "..." "Then... why have you never told me clearly? me?” Viem Chieu laughed lowly, patting my back. “Of course I was afraid to scare you away. After all, you just crawled out of a fire pit, I can't let you feel like you're jumping into another fire pit.”